Sometimes, I wonder why everything we own is covered in cat hair. Why are the perfectly clean clothes, in the closet no less, dotted with tiny little cat hairs?

Then, I walk into the living room, where our laundry is drying on the little wooden drying rack and on the couches. And then I know why.

Right after that picture was taken, Gracie jumped down to the floor, where Oliver sat. She curled up at his feet, and he gave her a bath. And then I didn’t care about all the cat hair on our clothes.

Yes, they’re keepers. Shedding fur and all.

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One Comment

  1. Mom
    Posted October 27, 2012 at 8:39 am | Permalink

    Beautiful picture of trust. Better actually than a blood pressure pill, don’t you think? The hair won’t cause you any problem but the BP might. Thanks for sharing.

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